Postcards from Real Life: Moments

So the Camp Granola crew spent a long weekend at Elkmont in the Great Smoky Mountains last weekend. After the blistering pace we set on our Overland Expo to TBEX expedition this summer, we were due for a low-key pure camping trip. That’s why I let the boys drive our time-frame and activities this weekend… to decompress from our more demanding travels.

After much hanging around camp simply soaking up the sights, sounds, and smells of the Smokies, they finally asked to go for a hike. I knew the moment would come but I also knew it had to come from them. It needed to be their choice based on their desires, not mine.

It may surprise you that for all of the time we try to spend exploring, that Fred and George aren’t Uber Adventure Boys. First and foremost, they are geeks who would spend all of their time programming on their computers and watching Dr. Who or Star Trek if left to their own devices. Which is why it’s so important that they be nudged outside whenever possible. Once they’re out, the lure of nature takes hold and all of the captivating wonders change their outlook and demeanor. They reconnect with their senses and remember that there are wonders outside of a computer screen.

While this weekend was filled with small, outwardly unremarkable adventures, they were memorable nonetheless. The little moments when their eyes are filled with amazement at a new discovery or when I see the baggage of urban life melt off of their shoulders are the ones that make the effort worthwhile. And when they tell me how cool the Smokies are, that’s a big enough moment for me.

The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself. ~ Henry Miller

When we’re here, a calmness comes over all of us. Those are the moments I live for.